PLAY THE PART | mileven

eighteen

TW: mentions of abuse and violence

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they say that after having good sex, you'll have the absolute best uninterrupted sleep — and el can absolutely confirm that.

after twitching awake, she noticed that she hadn't slept this good in ages; waking up with not a single exhausted bone in her body was something she had truly missed.

she started stretching her limps, a little sigh escaping her mouth once she slowly blinked her sleep-soaked eyes open.

her legs intertwined even further with mike's but she didn't seem to mind in that moment, they fell asleep with his arm around her waist and this time, she didn't try to disentangle herself.

right after they had sex the night before, they motionlessly laid on top of the bed for a couple moments to catch their breaths. some time later mike stood up to collect some new boxers briefs to wear and a shirt to slip on.

she followed him afterwards, slipping in a pair of panties and settling into wearing a short, white t-shirt.

all mike said was "come here" when they slipped back under the covers, she settled right into his arms and felt them wrap around her waist. she fell asleep almost as soon as he held her.

now that the moment passed and she slept over it for a night, she thought that regret would settle in — because it was her rule to not end up having sex together.

but she simply can't regret something that felt so right, something that she wants to experience again.

"you awake?" mike's deep voice hit her ears and cut her train of thoughts off. she came to a deep liking of his groggy morning voice.

"mhm." she mumbled, tilting her head on the pillow to face him.

his disheveled curls stuck in different directions and it made her wonder what her hair must look like to him. her bangs and hair were probably tangled in chaos.

he pushed some curls that grazed his eyelids out of his face. "did you sleep good?"

she softly nodded. "like a baby."

"yeah, i've noticed." he started, the corner of his lip tugging up. "you drooled on my shirt."

his finger pointed on the side of his chest where her head apparently laid on. she can't remember ever getting that close to him while sleeping.

her cheeks heated up. "don't lie, i didn't."

he shrugged. "it's okay, el. i don't really mind it."

as embarrassment was creeping in her body, she was desperate to change the topic already. "what time is it?"

his lips curled downwards while thinking. "no idea."

"do you think the other's are awake already?"

"i don't think they've slept at all." he snorted, "they probably played card games again all night because max kept pulling the 'you're misogynistic' card and annoyed dustin."

her lips pressed together to silence the laugh that would break through between her lips, because, yes. that's absolutely something that max would pull and it's even funnier than mike is aware of it too.